The Boss is Very Busy

The quilt on the bed is dark gray, and even the four corners of the quilt are spread neatly and meticulously.

The window in front of the desk was open, and the dazzling sunlight shone in through the window. The warmth filled the whole room, and I felt an inexplicable sense of comfort and simplicity.

Kapok saw the boy walk to the desk and sit down. She could only see his silhouette.

The clean white shirt was also meticulously cared for, and it was smooth and rigorous with almost no wrinkles. The light shining in from the window reflected his whole person.

The ends of his clean short hair were dyed a light golden color, and he took out a book from the bookshelf.

His slender white fingers covered the pages of the book, and the dazzling sunlight danced on his snow-white fingertips. His whole person looked like a beautiful picture.

It truly feels like something out of a comic.

Incredibly beautiful.

The chubby and beautiful girl swallowed subconsciously. She walked over with her bare feet, and there was warmth on the floor. Kapok blinked and looked at the other party's beautiful profile almost uncontrollably.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

The little girl's voice is soft and waxy, and because of her young age, there is a bit of a cute little milky voice in her voice.

He put down the book in his hand, with long fingertips. He slowly raised his head, and the deep black pupils under the fresh broken hair looked over with a cold expression, without saying a word.

"..."

Kapok covered his mouth with his fleshy little hands and spat out a few words indistinctly.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore."

If she hadn't been young, he might have been knocked down and ravaged by her right now.

The little girl turned around aggrievedly and saw a bed that was flat and wrinkle-free.

He walked over directly, lay on his back and rolled around.

All of a sudden.

The dark black quilt had many uneven wrinkles, and it no longer looked as meticulous as before.

Kapok stretched out, the bed under her body was soft, and the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the young man turning his head and looking at her coldly with his dark eyes.

"..."

Tsk tsk, I know how to bully her now and see how she will take revenge when she grows up.

Just when the two people were in a silent stalemate, a woman's voice came from outside the door, "Mianmian? Little Mianmian?"

The little girl was stunned and quickly sat up.

Reacting that it was Jiang's mother's voice, Jiang Jin saw the fair and tender little girl rolling around on the bed and landing on the ground. She stepped on the floor with her bare feet, walked to the door and opened the door.

After Jiang's mother came back from the supermarket, she saw no one in the room, so she hurriedly came out and shouted.

Just when she was about to go out to look for someone, she saw the little girl walking out of her son's room. Her eyes widened suddenly and she hurriedly walked over.

Kapok smiled sweetly at Jiang's mother, "Aunt Jiang."

The girl is still in the teething stage, and both front teeth have fallen out. In fact, she thinks her sweet smile looks a bit silly to others.

But Jiang's mother lovingly picked up the little girl.

"Mianmian, why did you wake up so quickly? Did you just... go to Ozu's room?"

Kapok blinked and asked pretending not to know.

"Aunt Jiang, who is Ojin?"

The little girl's eyes were wide open, round like big grapes, and her face was milky white and delicate. Mother Jiang was immediately filled with maternal love. She was so cute that she said softly.

"Ojin is Jiang Jin, Aunt Jiang's son."

Kapok scratched his little head: "But I only saw one big brother in the room."